Praise to the teacher: Selected famous sayings and aphorisms

Blessings

Addition, subtraction, multiplication and division cannot be counted as your contribution! Poems and songs cannot express my admiration for you! You use the nectar of knowledge to water the flowers of our ideals; you use the clear spring of the soul to nourish the beautiful fruits of our sentiments. In this unusual festival, we offer our deepest blessings!

Every year, I send you the first ray of spring and a New Year's card; my dear teacher, I hope spring will always be with you!

Gardener - a noble title. Look at the flowers blooming on the branches, watered by your hard work and sweat. Bless you: peaches and plums all over the world, spring light everywhere!

The sun is shining, and the spring feeling is warm in the gardener's heart; the rain and dew are moisturizing, and the peach and plum branches are blooming with red buds. --Wish you a happy Teacher's Day.

You are a gardener, adding beauty to the mountains and rivers of the motherland; you are like spring rain, nourishing peaches and plums, making the land of China full of fragrance. On this festive day, let me offer you a flower from my heart to express my heartfelt wishes to you.

Writing carols with the sky full of colorful clouds and weaving poems with flowers everywhere cannot fully express our congratulations to Teacher’s Day!

“The world is full of peaches and plums” is the glory of teachers. --On this Gardener's Day, when the wind is clear and the autumn fruits are abundant, I wish you happiness and eternal youth!

I am not your best student, but you are my most respected teacher. On your day, I would like to dedicate a high respect to you.

Dear teacher, your sincere teachings are like the spring breeze and the rain, and they will always be in my heart. I sincerely wish you happiness and success!

We grow from seedlings to big trees, but we will always be your students. In your sixtieth year, I wish you an evergreen tree of life.

You teach students in accordance with their aptitude and are good at enlightening the soul. We hold excellent results and congratulate you on your victory!

Teacher, I wish that the students you educate will be full of talents and elites.

Teacher, you are sincere, kind and beautiful. May the hearts of all my classmates be open to you.

May the music of my creek always echo in your deep valley.

When the tide goes out, leave colorful shells on the beach. When we graduate, we give our sincere wishes to our teachers.

Admiration

You warm the hearts of every classmate with your fire-like emotions. Countless hearts are attracted by you, and even your back is condensed with hot eyes... < /p>

You are not an actor, but you attract our hungry eyes; you are not a singer, but you make the spring of knowledge jingle and sing charming songs; you are not a sculptor, but you shape a group of people. The souls of young people...Teacher, how can I forget you!

The name engraved on the wooden board may not be immortal, and the name engraved on the stone may not be immortal. Teacher, your name is engraved on our hearts, which truly lasts forever.

Your thoughts and words are full of poetry, philosophy, and seem so magical - oh, how many wonderful ripples they have stirred up in my mind!

You respect sincerity and integrity as the principles for conducting yourself in the world. You are a role model for our students.

I admire great people and celebrities, but I am more eager to dedicate my respect and praise to an ordinary person-my teacher you.

You hold us to strict requirements and set an example by your own actions. Once your advice, request, and even order are put forward, we must do it, but you always make us sincerely convinced and act consciously. This is the tall image you have left in my heart.

In my mind, you are the sternest father and the kindest mother; you are an unsung hero and a famous teacher.

Your voice and smile always flash in front of my eyes; your character and personality will always be treasured in the depths of my memory.

Ah, teacher - the engineer of the human soul, only this glorious name has a connotation as rich as the sea and as profound as the blue sky!

Teacher, this dazzling name will always hang high in our chests like a brilliant star.

Even if my temples are gray, I will still call you sincerely - Teacher! In front of this sacred and noble word, I will always be a student in need of enlightenment!

On the sea of ??life, teacher, you are like a tall beacon, standing on the vast sea, guiding us on our journey all the time!

Burn yourself without hesitation, emitting all the heat, all the light, all the energy. Teacher, you are like a red candle, loved and respected by others!

Some people say that a teacher’s kindness is like a mountain, because the mountains are towering and make people respect them. I would also like to say that the teacher's kindness is like the ocean, because the ocean is vast and immeasurable.

In the minds of students, you are "the true seed, the messenger of kindness, and the banner of beauty."

You are the charcoal fire in the harsh winter, the stepping stone in the turbulent water under the thick shade in the hot summer, and the beacon light in the foggy sea - Teacher, you teach by words and deeds, educate people well, and are willing to serve as a ladder for others. , unforgettable!

Looking up makes you taller, drilling makes you stronger. ——"The Analects of Confucius·Zihan"

New bamboo branches are higher than old bamboo branches, all because of the support of old trunks. Next year there will be new ones, and one hundred thousand dragons and grandsons will surround Fengchi. ――〖Qing〗Zheng Xie

Thanks

On the journey of life, you have enriched my soul, developed my intelligence, and ignited the light of hope for me. Thank you, teacher!

The spring rain dyes the world green, but it disappears silently into the soil. Teacher, you are the spring rain that nourishes our hearts, and we will always be grateful to you.

Teacher, you are the ocean, I am the shell, you gave me the colorful colors... How should I thank you!

Treading every corner of my heart and every inch of my soul is full of respect for you.

It’s like going from the brisk outdoors to the fireside on a snowy winter night; Teacher, your care is like the bright red of the furnace coals, giving me infinite warmth. How can I not thank you?

I am extremely grateful for your painstaking teachings and will keep them in my heart!

There is no limit to the end of the world, only the teacher’s kindness will last forever. Thank you, teacher!

You dyed the color of my youth with all the love in your heart; you used your persistent belief to mold the unyielding character of my character...Teacher, you are shining in the spark of my life!

When a bird encounters wind and rain, it hides in its nest; when there is wind and rain in my heart, I always hide in your arms - my teacher, you are my umbrella to protect me from the rain. How can I not thank you for the wall that blocks the wind!

Without your generous contribution, I wouldn’t be where I am today. Thank you very much, dear teacher.

You send me into a colorful world, you bring me into an infinite world...Teacher, my heart is calling you and saluting you.

You gave me your soul, your tenderness, your motherly love...Teacher, you only know how to give and never want to receive, how can I not express my sincerity to you? of respect?

Your eyes are a silent language, full of expectations for me; they are a burning flame, giving me huge heat: it will be imprinted in my heart for a long time...

< p>If I can fight against the blue sky, it is you who have given me the wings to soar; if I am a warrior who hits the waves, it is you who have given me the power to make waves; if I am an immortal torch, it is you who have given me the strength to fly. The light of my youth!

Teacher, in the light of wisdom emanating from us today, the spark you ignited back then still shines!

In the past, you sowed the seeds of knowledge in my heart. Today, I have the fruits of my scientific research - teacher, this is your harvest!

Your sincere teachings have turned into the wisdom in my mind, the blood in my chest, and the norms of behavior...I thank you, thank you for your careful cultivation of me.

Because of your love and hard work, the peaches and plums are gorgeous and the rice and wheat are golden. May my gratitude turn into a bouquet of flowers that will never wither and bring fragrance to your life.

I will never forget your gentle words that washed away the dust in my soul; I will never forget your mighty east wind-like instructions that inspired me to move forward. Teacher, I am forever grateful to you!

Vacuum, determination, humility, simplicity - this is the song you taught me to sing, this is the path of life you guided me to take.

There is a rainbow that does not appear after the rain or in the sky. It often appears in my heart and urges me to live an upright life - to my mentor who always cares about me!

Teacher, thank you for using your light of life to illuminate my journey of life.

Missing

Everything that has passed will become a cordial memory - Teacher, I miss my middle school days, my alma mater, and you...

If time Being able to turn back time and let me return to my student days - dear teacher, how I want to listen to your sincere and thoughtful teachings again...

After farewell, for a long time, your voice has always been in my ears. ringing; your figure often appears in front of my eyes; your teachings always stay in my heart...

Life is an endless road, I walk, walk, keep walking . When I am tired and slack, your firm face, perseverance voice, and perseverance spirit will appear in my memory. Teacher, you taught me life, how can I forget you!

Every time I harvest, I can't help but miss the cultivator who sows hard - the teacher.

Teacher, although we have been apart for a long time, your image seems to be a bright and shining light spot, which has always been shining in my heart.

Today, I am in a distant place, folding the yesterday you gave me into a boat of memory, and letting it float in the lake of longing.

The clothes remain the same and the appearance remains the same. Your familiar writing on the blackboard and familiar voice lead our thoughts to the past student days. Oh, teacher...

I miss you, dear teacher! The gaze of your bright eyes is treasured in my heart. They are like two clear springs, flowing forever in the valley of my heart...

Those who drink from its flow will remember its source, and when they learn from it, they will remember my teacher.

Praise

Teacher, everyone says that you cultivate the pillars of the motherland; but I want to say that you are the pillars of the motherland. It is you who support the backbone of our generation!

You are like a red candle, giving all your heat and light to your descendants! Your character and spirit can be summed up in two words - burning! Keep burning!

Ah, because of you, the garden is so beautiful and the earth is full of spring! Teacher, open the window and take a look. This garden full of spring scenery, this garden full of peaches and plums, are all saluting you!

Without the nourishment of your thoughts, how could so many beautiful soul flowers bloom? Ah, teacher, engineer of the human soul, who would not praise you!

Spreading knowledge is sowing hope and sowing happiness. Teacher, you are the sower of hope and happiness!

Teacher, you are a cultivator of beauty and a sower of beauty. It is you who shine with the beautiful sunshine and moisten with the beautiful rain and dew, so that our hearts are green and full of flowers!

You are busy with the blooming of flowers and the ripening of fruits, silently hanging the green shade of leaves! Ah, teacher, your spirit will always be in my heart!

You are more like the unknown tree roots, which make the small trees grow vigorously and make the branches full of abundant fruits, but do not ask for any compensation.

You gave us a ruler of life, allowing us to measure it every day; you gave us a mirror of exemplary behavior, so that we have role models to learn from everywhere.

You are the bridge that connects us to the severed mountains, allowing us to reach the peak of harvest; you are the ivy, tough and slender, guiding us to pick Ganoderma lucidum and ginseng on the top of the cliff.

When Miaoer needs a glass of water, he will never give him a bucket of water; and when he needs a bucket of water, he will never give him a glass of water. Giving at the right time and in the right amount is the skill of a good gardener. My teacher, this is also your art of education.

Regardless of hard work, the peach tree will be ripe and the elixir will flow out, and the plum tree will be ripe. It is easy to plant flowers but difficult to cultivate people. The fragrance of flying in the valley is extraordinary, the world is filled with poems, paintings, and talented people are all smiling.

Teacher, you use the most noble human emotion - love, to sow spring, sow ideals, sow strength...

Sow seeds with words, cultivate with colored pens, water with sweat, Nourishing with hard work, this is the noble labor of our beloved teacher.

You work today, but you are building the future of the motherland; you teach in the classroom, but your achievements are in all directions of the motherland.

Teacher, if you are compared to a clam, then the student is the sand in the clam; you use love to lick it, grind it, soak it, wash it... Over the years, the sand becomes a particle. A pearl, shining brightly.

Your teaching career has countless proud and happy memories, but you treasure them in your heart and just look at the field to be developed.

If I were a poet, I would write poems with enthusiasm to praise the vastness and depth of the sea. And dedicate it to you - my teacher with a broad mind and profound knowledge.

Teachers are the fire, igniting the fire of students' hearts; teachers are stone steps, allowing students to climb up step by step.

You are like a candle. Although it is thin, you have some heat and some light, illuminating others and exhausting yourself. This selfless dedication will never be forgotten.

Spring Silkworm has never said anything self-proclaimed in her life, and the silver thread she spits out is the ruler to measure the value of life. Dear teacher, you have never shown off in front of others, but the blooming peaches and plums are the highest praise for you.

Your love is as warm as the sun, as gentle as the spring breeze, and as sweet as the clear spring. Your love is more serious than father's love, more delicate than mother's love, and more pure than friendship. You, the teacher's love, is the greatest and most pure in the world.

The value of a firefly lies in using the lamp hanging on its back to shine on others; your respectability lies in always providing convenience to others.

Who spreads the rain and dew all over the earth? Who works hard to nurture the seedlings? It's you, teacher, you are a great gardener! Look at the flowers blooming everywhere, which one doesn’t have your hard work on it, and which one doesn’t have your smile on it!

Burn yourself and illuminate others

The candle turns to ashes and the tears begin to dry

The silver hair of the crane reflects the sun and the moon, and the passion of the heart fertilizes new flowers

The gift of a few words is my teacher

Spread out all the threads in my heart and devote my life to the infinite

Parents and children

●Mother is the future destiny of the child Creator of (Europe)

●The hand that rocks the cradle is the hand that rules the world (United States)

●Nothing is more beautiful than the city of Baghdad, and nothing is more trustworthy than mother (Iraq )

●The most beautiful voice people hear comes from mother, from home, from heaven----(Way Brown)

●Mother is doing everything well at home (Alcott )

●A mother who only gives birth to children is not a real mother (John Shade)

●People will eventually leave their mothers (Horace)

●What is a family without a mother? (Ai Hawthorne)

●In the mouth and heart of the child, the mother is God (Thackeray)

●The mother is worried when her son travels thousands of miles

●The child in the river is on the bank of the mother

●The mother feels pain for the child, and the road is as long; the child feels pain for the mother, and the thread is as long as the thread

●The mother misses the son, the water of the Yangtze River; the son misses the mother, and cries. Field

●A mother longs for her son, as long as a river; a son longs for his mother, as long as a carrying pole

●A mother's heart is a paradise for her children (Italy)

●Play In the child's body, the pain is in the mother's heart

●A loving mother's tears contain a noble and deep love that cannot be analyzed chemically (UK)

●A father who would rather die as an official than die A beggar mother

●A mother’s beating will never maim a child (Jews)

●It’s good to be a mother who travels all over the world, and it’s good to eat salt all over the world

●A mother’s whisper is always sweet (UK)

●Parental love is the foundation of all virtues (UK)

●Mother’s love is the noblest (Germany)

< p>●Mother's love, spring is always there (France)

●Maternal love is only known by mothers (Vaud Montagu)

●Children are the anchor of a mother's life (Standing on Phocles)

●Nothing is sweeter than honey, no kiss is better than mother and daughter

●A girl is her mother’s crony belt

●The mother is a daughter-in-law, remember In my heart, a daughter is in love with her mother, and her heart is broken

●9 out of ten chrysanthemums are yellow, and nine out of ten daughters look like their mothers

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●Like mother, like daughter (UK)

●If you want to win your daughter’s favor, you must start with her mother (UK)

● A diligent mother and a lazy daughter (Japan)

●A noisy mother will raise lazy children (Latin America)

●A mother’s heart is the classroom for her children (Beecher) < /p>

●Father is a banker prescribed by nature (Europe)

●Father! We cannot find a more sacred title for God----(Wordsworth)

●A father is worth a hundred teachers (UK)

●Allowing their children to honor their ancestors is the main shortcoming of fathers (Ber Rosseau)

●In the eyes of all young people, what a harsh judge father is! (Thenens)

●Few fathers care deeply about their children, at least the vast majority of them care more about money (Chesterfield)

●No Who really knows his father, but we all have some kind of speculation or some kind of trust (Menander)

●When criticizing our fathers for their narrow-mindedness, we must not forget their profoundness- ---(Folks)

●The feelings between father and son are completely different: the father loves the son himself, while the son loves the memory of his father (Europe)

●For a father, losing his father is not necessarily unfortunate; for a son, not having a son is not necessarily painful (Chesterfield)

●A father He can manage a hundred sons well, but a hundred

A son has trouble managing a father----(Europe)

●Each generation always rebels against its parents, but makes friends with its grandfather----(Mumford)

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●The father's reputation sometimes does not help the son, but drowns him: they stand too close to each other, and the shadow kills growth (Ben Jonson)

●As long as the father is alive, You are always young

●Father and son have no estrangement

●The young phoenix is ??as clear as the old phoenix

●The crooked bamboo produces straight bamboo shoots

●It is better to raise a son than a father

●Like father, like son

●Grandpa and mother cherish their children, just like the water of the Yangtze River

●Eggplant Flowers bear fruit, and every word parents say is true (Japan)

●All parents in the world are good parents

●Parents’ hearts are in their children, and their children’s hearts are outside

●There are cruel children, but there are no cruel parents

●Thousands of branches connected to the roots, ten fingers connected to the heart

●All ten fingers hurt

●The palm of the hand is made of flesh, the back of the hand is made of tendons, and both sides feel the same pain

●The palm of the hand and the back of the hand are made of flesh

●We feel great joy for the beauty and happiness of our child. This joy makes Our hearts are so vast that our bodies cannot accommodate them (Emerson)

●Children are the most precious treasures of parents (UK)

●Parents have the heart of heaven and earth, no matter how big or small

●To know the kindness of parents, hold children and grandchildren in your arms

●Only when you raise a child can you know how hard your mother is, and when you raise a daughter, you can know how grateful you are to your mother

●Only when you have been a child do you know how grateful you are to your mother, only when you raise a child do you know how to repay your mother. Well

●I don’t remember that my mother raised me in the past, but now I am raising a child by myself

●If you don’t have a family, you don’t know how expensive firewood and rice are; if you don’t raise children, you don’t know how to repay your mother’s kindness

< p>●When my father was still alive, I didn’t know the value of having a father.

●The kindness of parents cannot be drowned in water or extinguished by fire (Soviet Union)

●Father’s kindness is higher than the mountains, and mother’s kindness is higher than the mountains. Deeper than the Sea (Japan)

●A son becomes his son after marrying, but a daughter will remain his daughter for life----(UK)

●If you want to know For a daughter, just look at the kind of people she associates with (UK)

●It is easier to raise a daughter than to marry a girl (UK)

●One boy will cause more trouble than twelve girls (UK)

●It is difficult to burn firewood alone, and it is difficult to teach an only child

●A piglet does not eat chaff, but two piglets eat well

●Raw To be close, to be raised is not to be close

●If the skin is raw, the skin is hot, and if the skin is not raw, it is as cold as iron

●Children need to be born, and fields need to be plowed in winter

●Ten uncles are not worth one father, and ten jackets are not worth one coat

●No matter how sweet the sugar cane is, it is not as good as sugar, and no matter how close the aunt is, it is not as good as the mother

●The dog breeds It hurts the dog, it hurts the cat to raise the cat

●A bunch of radishes and a bunch of vegetables, everyone loves what they raise

●The dogs raised by cats don’t care for each other

●The fist of the late mother, the sun in June

●Whose flesh will hurt

●Tiger poison cannot eat its seeds

●Dragon begets dragon, Phoenix, bamboo and phoenix, the mouse can dig a hole to give birth to a tiger and give birth to three sons, there must be a tiger

●The general will give birth to tiger cubs

●What kind of mold will make what kind of cake?

●Bad grain does not breed good seeds

Praise for doctors

"The sincerity of great doctors"

Sun Simiao, a medical scientist in the Tang Dynasty, wrote "The Sincerity of Great Doctors". Said: "Whenever a great doctor treats a disease, he must calm his mind and calm his mind, have no desires or demands, first have a heart of great compassion, and vow to pray for the suffering of the soul... Do not avoid danger, day and night, cold and heat, hunger, thirst, fatigue, and focus on Go to the rescue without any intention of making any sign of Kung Fu. This can be a great doctor for the common people. "

"Xinglin Chunnuan"

"Xinglin Chunnuan" is often used to praise doctors with superb medical skills and noble medical ethics.

According to legend, during the Three Kingdoms period, the famous doctor Dong Feng lived in seclusion in Lushan. He did not charge any fees for treating patients. After a few years, countless people were cured, and there were more than 100,000 apricot trees. At that time, Dong Feng posted a notice that anyone who came here to buy apricots would not be charged money, but had to exchange rice for apricots. Then Dong Feng used all the rice he received to help the poor.

The villagers admired Dong Feng's character and medical ethics, so they wrote a banner with "Xinglin Spring Warmth" and hung it at the door of his house. Since then, the term "Xinglin Chunnuan" has gradually spread and is still used today.

"The hanging pot helps the world"

"The Book of the Later Han·Fang Shu Biography" records a strange legend: During the Eastern Han Dynasty, there was a man named Fei Changfang. One day, he was drinking in a restaurant to relieve his boredom. He happened to see an old medicine seller on the street, selling pills and pills with a medicine gourd hanging. After selling for a while, the people on the street gradually dispersed, and the old man quietly got into the gourd.

Fei Changfang saw clearly and concluded that this old man was by no means an ordinary person. He bought wine and meat and paid homage to the old man respectfully. The old man knew his purpose and led him into the gourd together. When he opened his eyes, he saw only the magnificent Zhulan Painted Building, with exotic flowers and rare herbs, just like a fairyland and a palace in a fairyland, with a hidden cave in the sky. Later, Fei Changfang learned alchemy from the old man for more than ten days. Before leaving, the old man gave him a bamboo stick and rode on it like flying.

When he returned to his hometown, his family thought he was dead, but it turned out that more than ten years had passed. From then on, Fei Changfang was able to cure all diseases, drive away plagues, and bring people back to life.

This is just a myth, but it covers a layer of "mystery" for medical practitioners. Later, in order to commemorate this legendary doctor, folk doctors hung a medicinal gourd at the door of the medicine shop as a symbol of medical practice. Nowadays, although doctors of traditional Chinese medicine "Xuan Hu" are rarely seen, the term "Xuan Hu" has been preserved